San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-07-15
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or lmy esteem ana affection, the enclosed
deed Of gift Of the house and land djoining
which you have hitherto held as my tenant
1 know that for the sake OF our boyish friend
ship you will not refuse me the sincere graf
ihcation which your acceptance will afford TO
"YOuT faithful and true friend,
"REGINALD MAYBURY."
The letter was delivered 10 Doctor Heath
cote as he sat at his solitary breakfast one
brilliantly beautiful morning In the begin
ming of April. A shadow which for some
weeks had rested on the face OF the young
man seemed suddenly To pass away as he
read the note, and his eyes rested on the
parchment which made him uncontrolled
master of the pretty house with its gardens
and paddocks which the Heathcotes had
held as tenants of the Mayburys for many
years. Things had not prOspered with Guy
lately, and many times had it occurred to
him that he must give up Tortield House, as
it was called, and seek a smaller abode.
Now it was his own however, and the rent
of it would no longer make a hole in his
small income; perhaps he might yet be able
TO ask Mabel to be his wife.
Doctor Heathcote's heart was light as he
strobe across the fields in the direction of
Maybury Court. lie must see the Squire at
fullness of his heart, Guy poured forth the
tale of his hopes and aspirations into the ear
of his friend, he wondered within himself at
the ashen hue of Reginalds face and the
quivering of his lips, as he wished MIN sue
cess in his wooing and prophesled good
things for the future.
That day was an eventful one in Doctor
Heathcote's life. Upon his return home
from more than usually hard days WORK,
he found telegram from solicitor in Lon
don urging his immediate presence there on
matter connected with the recent death OF
a distant relative of his mothers, OF whom
Guy had never even heard. He hastened
however to obey the summons, leaving
friendly brother-surgeOn in Arlborough 10
attend to his patients for day, and, upon
his arrival at the lawyers chambers In LIN
coins Inn, heard, in very truth, OF some
thing to his advantage" The deceased rela-
tive had, it appeared, been DESTROYS OF marry
ing GUYS mother, but had been rejected In
favor of Doctor HeathcOte. He apparently
bore her no ill-will for this rejection, Tor at
his death will was found bequeathing to
her and her children all his vast property,
with the exception of trihing legacies to
friends and servants.
Now | can marry my darling?' was Guys
thought as the night-train whrled him back
to Torfeld.
Mabel, come and help me with this
wreath; it keeps twisting round like rope.
If there is one thing | amt more stupid at
than another, ii is churcl-decOratingl 1t
does aggravate me to see those Matthews
girls so au fat at itv'-an1 Isabel looked up
hOpelessly at her friend who, perched on a
stool in the pulpit, was busily engaged in
mailing up fowery device on the wall
above 1t.
Torfield church was surrendered this Eas-
ter Eve to the tender Dercies of the young
ladies of the village, Eho were vying with
each other in the gOseousness OF their deco
| rations.
wait one pomer, Isabel. This thing
won't hold-it neaff breaks my arm doing
it." answered Mabel froL her perch.
''Oh, here are Doctor Hetheote and Regl-
maid! Now we shall dor excilImed Isabel.
you have came in the very nick IL s-tih Fhfs,
you two. Here, Doctor HeathcOte-be char.
table and do this for Inc, and, Reggie, you
60 and hold Mabel"
Nobody ever thought of disObeying tn
busily engaged with floral devices (
"Ilaye you heard of Guys good fOrt4e,
Miss LindenP" said the Squire. as they SOD
at little distance from the Doctor andfsa-
bel, who were busily engaged upOp the
wreath, and talking low and earnestly Ma
bel feeling sudden chill as she wched
them. rs he not lucky fellow? de Is
richer than | am now, and / am qt leal-
OusP' he added, laughing, but with pam at
his heart nevertheless.
Eyes, he is rich now. | am cid he de-
serves it." Mabel said, and sghes for she
thought, with pang, of the gub these I'M
expected riches would make bereen tlrln
Then she continued aloud, hoknS up her
work, How do you like the Fl It OF that"
ut is charming-pertectr'
Mabel started and looked ound. The
voice was not ReginalGs, IA Guy Heath
cOte's.
what were you thinkingf, Mabel? You
never heard me come up-el mel! Inc
tones of his voice were teperly peremptory.
Il cannot-nOt now; gould rather not"
perhaps, as the eyesot Iorhelds far
maidens are upon us, it ouid De better 10
defer the explanation. VIII near 1t when
we are alone"
Mabel blushed undethe mischievous gaze
which rested upon h, and felt that Guy
Heathcote loved her I'LL.
A little later tbs walked beneath the
bright stars to her pine together; and then
he told her freelyf his love, and asked her
to be his wife.
So Mrs. Lidde had her wish, for her
daughter marie the richest man IN west
shire
Again it W, the bright springtime. All
Torfeld waln state of suppressed excite
ment, for Rginald Maybury was to bring
t..,.ecIi,ss f1de that day. Triumphal arches
crossed TIE lanes and road to the Court.
And presently a carriage dashed through the
crowd, whilst in it, bowling and smiling &C
acknowledgements, sat the Squire and his wife
Isabel Maybury.